Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2002 20:36:11 -0400 (EDT)
From: Rob Andresen
Subject: Dad's Pic-a-nic Basket - 2
When I caught Dad fucking a hiker in the park, I never expected to
suck his cock and swallow his load of man juice, but there it was. He was
still in his Ranger uniform, although the pants were around his ankles and
dirty rom the soil and his shirt was open to reveal a sweat matted chest of
dark fur.
He drew me up and kissed me, his tongue swirling around inside my
cum drenched lips, drawing some of his own juice into his mouth where he
savored the taste. I stood there, my seven inch member drooling its own
cock snot to the ground as he wrapped his fingers around my cock and
squeezed more juice from its length.
I had never really thought about my Dad like this before but here
we were, sharing our love juice. Dad was a big bear of a guy, hence the
nickname Yogi. The fact that there was a Ranger named Yogi didn't fly well
with some folks who just shook their heads and walked away.
I, however, had a new appreciation for the name as my father began
milking my cock for its juice. Although he wasn't really that tall, he
certainly was a hairy son of a bitch and the feel of his furry arm rubbing
against my thigh was driving me wild.
Dad kissed his way down my love trail, his tongue burying itself in
my hairy navel, sending shivers down my spine. He kissed around my hairy
bush, the blonde hairs showing up easily against his darker fur, licking
the base of my throbbing cock and sending more spooge from my cock head.
I gasped as Dad swallowed my man sword and buried his nose in my
pubes. He slid back up my member and tongued my head like a pro, his hands
massaging my balls with their load of boy juice. I thrust in and out of
his hot mouth but I knew I wanted more than that.
I spun around and Dad immediately buried his face in my ass cheeks,
his tongue seeking and then finding my love chute. He sucked on my boy
cunt for what seemed like hours, his tongue drawing the interior curves and
testing the limits of my sphincter's expansion.
Dad pulled on my balls till they were hanging a good six inches
below my throbbing member and I felt the boy cream drooling from my meat
like a faucet on low. Dad slid his hand up my balls, reached for my dick
and slid down to the head, draining a quart of juice to the ground.
Pulling the seven incher backwards, he brought the head to his lips
and began siphoning out my love lube. I bent over so he could get more of
me in his mouth and almost fainted when he shoved his finger in my eager
ass and began fucking me while draining my snake of its venom. I lasted
another twenty seconds before a gallon of joy juice spewed from my
throbbing member into his hungry throat.
Dad continued to suck on my cock until it began deflating, its
energy having converted into cream for my father. He stood quickly, his
own member having regained its massive size and he positioned himself
against my man cunt. I had been waiting for this and pushed back to meet
his initial thrust.
As eleven inches of throbbing man meat slid into my fuck chute, I
felt an intense heat filling me inside. Dad slid up to the hilt, burying
his own dense nut bush in my ass cheeks before pistoning out and back in
again, driving his member into my eager ass.
Dad was horny as hell and drove himself closer to the edge before I
slowed things down by backing him onto the rock he had been using as a seat
before.. My soccer training helped me with the next move as I twisted
around, throwing my leg over his head to come to rest facing him, his cock
never leaving my tight boy cunt.
I pushed him back further and began sliding my ass up and down his
hard fuck tool, burying it in my chute before sliding back out until just
the head remained inside. I kept it up, teasing both of us, flirting with
ecstasy before settling back into a calmer speed. I swear, I could have
done that for weeks.
But Dad couldn't last much longer. Despite having cum just a short
time before, I could see his face turning red and hear his breathing
getting more labored. I started jacking my own growing cock , milking
creamy juice all over his hairy chest and belly. When Dad realized I was
going to cum too, he gasped three times and blew a huge wad of man cum into
my throbbing ass, sending me over the edge and forcing another quart of cum
honey into the furry mat of his chest.
We sat there for a few minutes, recovering our breath, the cum
slowly drying in his chest fur and oozing from my tortured ass. As I slid
off his still turgid member I felt a huge wound opening up inside me and I
knew that I would have to feel him inside me again soon.
Dad kissed me and sighed.
"That was incredible, Jeff. We've got to try it again when we get
home."
I chuckled. "Well, Mom's off to visit Aunt Ellen this weekend.
Maybe we can really explore things while she's gone!"
The answering glint in Dad's eye told me I was going to have some
more honey from that picnic basket soon!
Tell me what you think!
Rob